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❤️ KINKLIST
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This isn't comprehensive. This is mostly meant to be a combination of things I like the most and some of the more common things. I am open to trying most anything out, no matter how out there or weird, so long as it doesn't fall under 'no'. |
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STATS / BIO
❤️ STATS
- ❤️ NAME: Etna
- ❤️ AGE: 1,473 (16 in human years)
- ❤️ HEIGHT: 4'10" (148 cm)
- ❤️ SEX: Female
- ❤️ SPECIES: Demon
- ❤️ BIRTHDAY: November 30
- ❤️ OCCUPATION: Demon Lord
- ❤️ LIKES: Herself, money, sweets, pets, kids, death metal
- ❤️ DISLIKES: Effort, heroes
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❤️MISC FACTS:
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❤️ BACKGROUND
- ❤️ A Demon Lord from the Netherworld possessing tremendous power and a slew of vices.
- ❤️ As a child, she was a homeless orphan struggling to survive. Her only companion was her pet dog. Eventually, the demons that bullied her day in and day out crossed a line and killed her pet. By pure chance, the Overlord of the Netherworld, King Krichevskoy, came across the scene of her crying over her pet and helped her bury it and comforted her. From that point forward her two goals in life were to become powerful and to dedicate herself as his vassal. Now she is the vassal to his son, the current Overlord.
- ❤️ More or less accomplishing her goals, Etna is primarily driven by her vices: greed, gluttony, pride, and sloth. She hoards money, gorges on junk food and orders extremely expensive high-class foods, and spends a lot of her time shirking her duties.
- ❤️ Her personality is capricious, as in one moment she can be throwing herself over someone, treating them as a good friend, and giving them advice and in another moment, she will be cynical and critical, staying out of arm's length, and may outright not give them any attention.
- ❤️ She fancies herself a heartless demon (as all demons should be), but in actuality she does care for those close to her and cares for both children and animals, in no small part due to her childhood. She is, however, certainly dangerous; while she may outright overwhelm her unfortunate targets with pure strength, she tends to prefer more underhanded tactics. If crossed, she is most likely to put it in the back of her mind until the other person has forgotten, only for her to suddenly frame them for tax fraud and get them imprisoned for life.
❤️ FIRST IMPRESSIONS
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❤️ VISUAL: Official art; Character Sheet.
Etna is a short (4'10" / 148cm) underdeveloped for her age beanpole of a demon. She possesses pointed ears, bat-like wings, and a long, noodly tail with a heart-shaped tip at the end.
She normally wears her standard outfit of long leather gloves, tall leather boots, short leather shorts or skirt, and a tiny leather crop top.
She also wears accessories including a pair of skull earrings, a leather choker/collar with a large metal loop, and a pair of fanny packs styled after a Prinny, a penguin-like demon.
Her posture, tics, and mannerisms change considerably between her two modes of 'giving a shit' and 'not'. When she cares about what is going on or surrounded by others (particularly strangers), she typically stands upright, hips akimbo with one hand on them, and walks with absolute confidence. She will make eye contact and invade personal space, from simply getting close to springing unwarned for hugs, caresses, or using her levitation to perch on someone's head. In contrast, when she is a more casual situation, she will still stand with the same posture, but when sitting, will take a much more lazy posture. She'll frequently stick her tongue out (like a cat blep), fiddle with the loop on her collar, or play with her tail as unconscious habits.
Her tail will also behave like a cat's: swaying when happy or something has her attention, up and rigid when scared or angry, and drooping when feeling down. - ❤️ SOUND: Michelle Ruff. Confident, nonchalant, sassy, and sweet, all depending on the situation.
- ❤️ SCENT: Being from a land of lava and brimstone, there is some scent of smoke. The scents (perfumes, soaps/shampoos) she uses likely are some combination of sweet and spicy (ex. cinnamon, cardamom).
- ❤️ MENTAL: rideful of her appearance and strength. She frequently keeps others on their toes regarding what she is actually thinking, so what she says or does may not align with what she is thinking. At the same time, she is better put together mentally than most demons. She has overcome her traumas with the worst issue being her continued habit of keeping people she cares about at arm's length and not being honest about her feelings.
❤️ WARNINGS
- ❤️ Her appearance and tendency to sprinkle innuendos in her dialogue.
psl @ shakkin
[Humans being sold as property is nothing unusual to any demon, much less a Demon Lord. Etna would normally not think twice about the sight of humans treating one of their own kind so poorly, but their prize catches her eye--a beautiful, frail waif of a boy. Just her type. The perfect specimen of her type, even. And she takes the idea of 'her' type seriously, in that these clueless slavers may as well have stolen a treasure directly from her.
It is a one in a billion coincidence Etna came across anyone during her errands in this area. It is the slavers' karma that ensures it would be them. If it were anyone other than slavers, then this would be a misfortune.
Motivated by the simple, whimsical urge of seeing something she wants, Etna attacks. With a graceful but powerful dance with her spear, she cuts the slavers all down with ease. With it all done so quickly, she complains about not having to work at least a little, but otherwise is pleased to have won her prize.
Her prize, who is passed out. Did he get concussed? Did he faint from the shock? Malnourishment, possibly? She decides it was in response to her beauty, the only reasonable assumption. Scooping her prize up like a bride, Etna quickly returns to her castle; giddy with excitement, she heads straight to her private quarters and lays the boy on her bed. She is mused he is still out cold, but doesn't mind. She takes this as an opportunity to get a close look at him.
One would think businessmen would take better care of their inventory, but this guy is worse for wear. But even with the poor treatment he has received, he is still beautiful. She brushes the hair out of his face; she rubs his cheek; she sneaks a peak up the loose robe he is wearing. Eventually, he does come to, and Etna is there, sitting right beside him on the edge of the bed.]
Oh, sleeping beauty finally wakes up. Here I thought I was going to need to give you a kiss. Too bad.
[The bedroom is huge, ornate, and filled with expensive furniture. The bed itself is huge, especially for one as small as her, and covered black and red sheets. The stone walls are covered in paintings and posters, and the stone floor with a massive rug. It is the bedroom if someone rich or powerful or both.]
It is a one in a billion coincidence Etna came across anyone during her errands in this area. It is the slavers' karma that ensures it would be them. If it were anyone other than slavers, then this would be a misfortune.
Motivated by the simple, whimsical urge of seeing something she wants, Etna attacks. With a graceful but powerful dance with her spear, she cuts the slavers all down with ease. With it all done so quickly, she complains about not having to work at least a little, but otherwise is pleased to have won her prize.
Her prize, who is passed out. Did he get concussed? Did he faint from the shock? Malnourishment, possibly? She decides it was in response to her beauty, the only reasonable assumption. Scooping her prize up like a bride, Etna quickly returns to her castle; giddy with excitement, she heads straight to her private quarters and lays the boy on her bed. She is mused he is still out cold, but doesn't mind. She takes this as an opportunity to get a close look at him.
One would think businessmen would take better care of their inventory, but this guy is worse for wear. But even with the poor treatment he has received, he is still beautiful. She brushes the hair out of his face; she rubs his cheek; she sneaks a peak up the loose robe he is wearing. Eventually, he does come to, and Etna is there, sitting right beside him on the edge of the bed.]
Oh, sleeping beauty finally wakes up. Here I thought I was going to need to give you a kiss. Too bad.
[The bedroom is huge, ornate, and filled with expensive furniture. The bed itself is huge, especially for one as small as her, and covered black and red sheets. The stone walls are covered in paintings and posters, and the stone floor with a massive rug. It is the bedroom if someone rich or powerful or both.]
Preferences
❤️ OOC PREFERENCES
- STYLE: [ Preference for action ]
- CONTACT: Here. I'm happy to discuss threads and plot things, especially to do additional things after a thread wraps up.
- CROSSCANON: YES
- OCs: Yes!
- BACKTAGGING: I'm good with backtagging. If life got in the way and you would like to continue a thread you had to put on hold, please go ahead and reply.
- INFOMODDING/GODMODDING: No, unless we've talked about it or we know each other.
- SHIPPING: Yes! F/F or F/M.
- SMUT: Yes. Same preferences as above.
❤️ WISHLIST
- wip